She woke up that day with a song in her heart. She was going home!! Being at Medical school was great, but this was her first trip back home! Yayy! Tone deaf, she happily hummed a new popular ditty as she packed her bag.
She joined the equally excited bunch of girls in the hostel lobby and they made their way to the railway station. The group of ” boys ” from their batch joined them there. No one had even thought of reservations and all of them happily entered the unreserved compartment. The slatted seats were anything but comfortable but the exuberance of youth shielded them from any such discomfort. Seeing them, they could have well been in Executive Class aboard a luxury liner! Continue reading →
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Secret Santa.”
You get to choose one gift — no price restrictions — for any person you want. The caveat? You have to give it anonymously. What gift would you give, and to whom?
I love giving gifts and so being a Secret Santa is something I would really enjoy… In fact one of my friends once said he had never known someone who loved giving gifts, as much as, if not more, than receiving gifts! Giving it anonymously spoils the fun in a way, because the joy of gifting is best rewarded by the smile of delight on the receivers face or at least in knowing that you made him /her /them happy.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Alphabet Soup.”
Write down the letters of the ABC. For each one, choose a word that begins with that letter. Now, write a post about anything — using all the words you’ve selected
I guess for this post I have no option but to turn
To a place in time when there seemed to be no return
One in hand, one inside, as from patients and books
I learned to learn – the scorching pace, the tired looks
The hurried days, the ” all-nighters”, the missing meals
Deadlines to meet, the travails and yes laughter peals
As I gladly put my aching head to a soft pillow
I would suddenly sit up and think a thought, mellow.
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Had I felt the life inside today
Had I counted the kicks or
Had the hectic day robbed me
Of savoring life that was going to be!
That made me think ever so often
“If I could make it here
I’ll make it anywhere”
At last the day did come when
In my arms was a precious one
And a few days, nay, weeks later
A very precious sheet of paper!!
My daughter born on 05 Oct 1998My MD Certificate 1998
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere,” goes the famous song about New York City. Is there a place — a city, a school, a company — about which you think (or thought) the same? Tell us why, and if you ever tried to prove that claim.
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